For Mercies, Countless as the Sands
"What shall I render unto the LORD for all his benefits toward me?" - Ps 116:12
VERSE 1
For mercies, countless as the sands,
Which daily I receive,
From Jesus, my Redeemer's hands,
My Soul, what canst thou give?
VERSE 2
Alas, from such a heart as mine,
What can I bring His forth?
My best is stain'd and dyed with sin,
My all is nothing worth.
VERSE 3
Yet this acknowledgment I'll make,
For all He has bestow'd,
Salvation's sacred cup I'll take,
And call upon my God.
VERSE 4
The best return for one like me,
So wretched and so poor,
Is from His gifts to draw a plea,
And ask Him still for more.
VERSE 5
I cannot serve Him as I ought,
No works have I to boast;
Yet would I glory in the thought
That I shall owe Him most.